whats my song
the one that's mine?
what resonates with me
the one my soul wants life to see?
looking around seeing all and yours
I need to come back, return
hold it in
contain, that I may focus
to the resonance
align to the rhyme that is mine
I so love the interlinked roaming in the wild webbed world of all your creativity, I could swim for a day . . . and then I need to come home.
Put on my blinkers and focus in to find my own words again, the pictures that come.
Light a candle, look at the sea, wake up early, touch the dew . . .
How do you get home to you?